Chapter 428

Ximen lie's face is extremely gloomy. He absolutely doesn't believe it. According to Wu Ji, the hunting action of seven killing them has failed. Their strength and number of people almost occupy the absolute advantage. Even if Ximen lie and three people chase them out, the advantage of seven killing them is still too obvious.

"I don't know. How many layers have you recovered from your injury and strength?" Zhang Wuji suddenly opened his mouth, which shocked Ximen. It turned out that Zhang Wuji knew that he had killed seven times. He had been taking the opportunity to recover his injury and strength as soon as possible. "The reason why I give you this opportunity is that if you are killed by me, it will be too boring."

Sonorous!

As soon as Zhang Wuji finished speaking, the knife in his hand had appeared. In a flash, he had approached Ximen lie. Ximen lie held up his sword case in a hurry to block his pig killing knife. All of a sudden, sparks splashed everywhere Ximen lie intuitively felt a huge force, swept over his body from the snow feather sword in his hand, which made his whole body shake and send out a tearing pain.

Whoa!

On Ximen, there were many wounds that had already healed, but because of the collision with Zhang Wuji's knife, they were torn by that powerful force, and the blood flowed down again. His face suddenly turned pale.

"Hey, why, it can't be done without your electric lover around?" Zhang Wuji pushed forward hard, and directly pushed ximenlie back ten battles. Then he yelled and rushed up again and again, "if there was no spiritual void, I would have beheaded you, hum!"

"Ah In Ximen lie's hand, the sword shakes. The inorganic snowflake is like a sharp blade. He takes Zhang Wuji who comes back again. However, with a sneer, Zhang Wuji waves the pig killing knife in his hand and tells him to rotate it immediately. He directly stirs his endless snow blade into a chaotic flying snow.

The tip of the butcher's knife, once again against his snow feather sword, was bombarded by a powerful force, which pushed Ximen lie back 20 battles, and then a mouthful of blood vomited out. His wound, even on the basis of the original, was torn again, making it wider and longer.

"Hey hey, take out your last unique skill, Ximen Xiaoer. Let me see what kind of power your Ximen family's ice Kendo has." Zhang Wuji waved the pig killing knife in his hand and pursued him closely, one knife after another, one wave after another. He did not give Ximen a chance to breathe. "If you don't come up with a unique skill, you will die."

"Overbearing sword, cut out the spirit fire, return to the void!" Ximen Nie immediately put up the pig killing knife in his hand. It looked majestic and powerful. It was Zhang Wuji's way and hegemonic way. At this moment, a crisis of life and death swept Ximen lie's mind. He felt that Zhang Wuji's knife was too overbearing. Even the heaven and earth were cut in two by him.

Zhang Wuji's knife was also terrible. His whole body was powerful and domineering. At last, it was completely condensed in a pig killing knife. He raised the butcher's knife in his hand, which was as crazy as a butcher holding a knife to a fat pig. He killed Ximen lie with a knife.

"Even the surrounding space is sealed off." Ximen lie was shocked. He wanted to move sideways to avoid it. However, he found that the space around him was blocked by the power of the knife. The void was twisted heavily, and there was no way to avoid it. He had to take the knife.

It is obvious that this is a problem that does not need to be considered. Anyone, before dying, will make a terrifying struggle, even if the final result will still make him despair The battle between trapped animals is really terrible.

"Snow fall, blade of storm." Ximenlie chooses to resist to the end. He gracefully waves the snow feather sword standing in front of him. Later, he doesn't know whether the speed of his hands is accelerated or his swordsmanship becomes extremely fast, as if it were an illusion.

He waved countless magic swords, and the flying snow blades turned into a storm that shook the blade and swept away towards Zhang Wuji.

From a distance, Zhang Wuji, holding a butcher's knife, seems to rush towards a pig, and his momentum condenses on a pig killing knife, which is extraordinary; while a Fengshen man holding a delicate snow feather sword, with a very elegant posture, has a beautiful blade storm in five places. Two people face each other and rush together.

Roaring, snowflakes scattered, domineering disappeared, two figures, from the intersection missed each other, this impact, in their back, leaving a beautiful snowflake vortex!

Zhang Wuji was holding a pig killing knife, panting and pale. Obviously, the consumption just now was so great that he could not bear it. There was a deep wound in his chest, which was constantly flowing with bright red blood on his forehead. It was obvious that he was injured.

And soon, his arms, his body, and even his face, for no reason, countless small and fine sword marks, gradually deep red blood, his whole body, all suffered countless injuries.

It seems that the wound on his chest is not the only one. His whole body, in this collision, has no place and is not stained with his own blood!However, compared with the head he held in his left hand, all these things are insignificant. This head, originally a beautiful face, is full of horror and shock, interwoven with each other This is ximenlie's head!

Zheng!

With the sound of a sword, behind Zhang Wuji, the headless body of Ximen lie, the snow feather sword in his hand, began to fall, and his headless body also began to fall from the void.

"Hey, this snow feather sword is a good treasure." Zhang Wuji said, "take it to Nie Chenchong. As a collection of Ziyang sect, I think it will be a good treat Hey, hey, I dare not use it, or others will think that I killed you, right? "

Zhang Wuji mentioned ximenlie's head shaking. "Anyway, he has killed a lot of Tianjiao. This pot, help me to carry it, I'll be more active and play a greater role."

"Oh, still need to die?" Zhang Wuji looks at ximenlie's head. It's OK. You'll die soon. "I'll leave you a trace of consciousness. I want to show you the fact that Nie Chen has won the victory. It's impossible to kill Nie Chen any more by killing them seven times. You will soon see the failure result of your action this time."

Zhang Wuji's wounds on his whole body are still healing very fast. Those small wounds have basically recovered, while the wounds on his chest are a little slower Compared with Nie Chen and sunny days, his recovery speed is not high, but for most monks, it is very adverse.

After all, the monks of Daodao and kendo are almost the same. Swords and swords have always been together since ancient times The martial arts have seven or eight points in common with the monks of Dao Dao and kendo. After all, the friars of Kendo and Dao also need to train their bodies just like martial artists It's just that unlike the martial arts, they want to go to the extreme of physical body and martial arts, but they need to adapt to Kendo and Daodao.

For example, if Nie Chen only practices the heavy Kendo, he must have enough strength to bear the final amount and strength of Epee, and then slowly understand that if Nie Chen did not have the nirvana determination of martial arts as the foundation, he would have a lot of trouble in practicing this heavy sword.

Therefore, in fact, many roads of Nie Chen seem to be independent of each other, but in fact, there is always a mutual relationship between them

"Come on, old man!" Zhang Wuji took up the snow feather sword and the head of ximenlie with fiery eyes, and left here, towards the direction of the abandoned city. His back showed a proud and wretched color.

If someone looks after his family, he will sigh:

if yu Junzi loses to the naughty villain, lingran loses to the knave style, the light loses to the darkness, the justice loses to the evil, the peerless sword, the pig killing knife, the beauty to the wretched

"Hum, you always love to laugh, you rascal, you dark, evil and obscene existence, from now on, pear fairy will never appear in your dirty imagination And you are the best sword. I can't give it up to Nie Chen, who pinches his feet. " Zhang Wuji galloped excitedly. The result of such a battle was a shock to those people. "Four people come to pursue me. Haha, it's really prestige to take your head back now."

Indeed, the rest of the people will be shocked. Seven kill their side, has been regarded as a failure. Even if they may defeat Nie Chen, it is almost impossible to kill Nie Chen. That is to say, Nie Chen broke through safely this time and could leave without any harm.

And Zhang Wuji went back with the head of Ximen lie, which proved that Ximen lie's pursuit failed, and Ximen lie's four men were completely destroyed This means that the seven kill them this time, out of the tianhanzi and seven kill themselves, basically, is the rhythm of total annihilation.